Terrible Thought! Shall I Alone

Terrible thought! shall I alone—

Who may be saved—Shall I

Of all

alas! whom I have known

Through sin for ev­er die?

While all my old com­pan­ions dear

With whom I once did live

Joyful at God’s right hand ap­pear

A bless­ing to re­ceive.

Shall I

amidst a ghast­ly band

Dragged to the judg­ment seat

Far on the left with hor­ror stand

My fear­ful doom to meet?

Ah

no! I still may turn and live

For still His wrath de­lays;

He now vouch­safes a kind re­prieve

And of­fers me His grace.

I will ac­cept His of­fers now

From ev­ery sin de­part

Perform my oft-re­peat­ed vow

And ren­der Him my heart.

I will im­prove what I re­ceive

The grace through Je­sus giv’n;

Sure

if with God on earth I live

To live with Him in Heav’n.